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Five Rose Petals Fall - [Action | Voice]

[The journal's audio function clicks on to the sound of high pitched squealing, what sounds like hoofs rushing down a corridor, another set of human footfalls right behind, and a very irate and loud yelling.]

GET BACK HERE, YOU BLASTED SWINE!! UNHAND MY JOURNAL THIS INSTANT OR I'LL ROAST YOU, I SWEAR IT!

Peony! Peony, you stinking imbecile, keep your filthy little beasts out of my--

[The yelling stops abruptly as Dist hovers in the doorway of the now abandoned room, his journal being the only item to litter the bland, unnaturally clean floor. The sound of faint squealing under the bed from the "rappig" Dist had been chasing is the only sound for a few moments before very slow, drawn out footsteps approach the journal, and the piggy silences itself for fear of being found.]

You...! You witless freeloader... H-How dare you--! You couldn't wait until she got back?! Y-You heartless, dim witted--[Dist snatches up his journal and spits out angrily, not caring at all who hears, who responds. He's just too upset right now.] Emperor Peony IX of Malkuth has returned to Auldrant.

[And after that, he slams his journal shut and drops heavily onto the bed, glaring at the opposite wall, feeling a mixture of emotions and memories churning like an angry storm in his mind. He'll answer responses in a few hours, once he's calmed down.

So, just he, Nephry, and the Professor remained of those he shared his childhood with. People left, yes, but...somehow Dist had been hoping no one he knew would leave, especially those he was closest to. It was painful. Perhaps even more so, since Dist had to endure it once before. Even if it was Peony, the one he liked the least of anyone else, it...it was odd, and painful, to know he was gone. And this odd feeling only posed to frustrate Dist more.

He leaned forward, holding his head in his hands and growling at the throbbing headache that was threatening to come, not even finding the energy to kick the little pig that had curiously begun nosing his leg.]

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[She stands outside the door with her hand raised to knock for what feels like a long time. When she finally does, it may be hard for him to hear, for how soft it is.]

Saphir?

Enter.

[His voice is clipped, almost like the word is choked out rather than said. Dist remains on Peony's old bed, but looks less like he was in pain than before. That, or he hides it well.]

[Enter she does, quietly. Dist doesn't seem like he wants anyone to talk to him. Moving away the pig that's nosing at him seems like a better idea, so she does.]

[It takes a while for Dist to speak, or even meet Nephry's gaze. When he does speak, though, his voice has its odd, forced calm. He's really just trying not to blow up again. Dist was frustrated more than anything.]

So he's really left...

Yes.

[her calm is also forced. She wasn't trying to get him to look at her.]

He always did have a poor sense of timing. [Dist exhaled slowly, and closed his eyes with a scowl. After a moment of silence--] ...Will you be all right, Nephry?

Of course. His Majesty belongs at home on the throne.

...Will you be?

Ha! As if that imbecile actually ever does his duty.

Of course I will be! I could care less what Peony does!! I just wish he'd have considered the girl before deciding to disappear. No doubt I'll be bothered constantly by her complaints.

[There is a very long moment of silence in which Nephry just closes her eyes and forces herself not to say most of the things she's thinking.]

I see. [that was a good deal colder than he might expect.] I apologize for disturbing you.

[Dist notes the icy tone of Nephry's voice and feels slight pang of guilt. If he weren't so upset and proud, then he may have apologized for what he said. Instead, Dist stiffens and sits up, pushing up his glasses to hide his face. When he speaks, his voice is deathly calm.]

...Think nothing of it.

[And he turns to go. Maybe he needed more time to himself than he thought, before he bit off Nephry's head as well. Don't expect him to come out, though, or answer if you come knocking. He really just wants to be alone.]

[Well. WIth him out of the room...Nephry doesn't see much reason to stay, either. She quietly closes the door on Peony's empty room and goes to her own to inform everyone of what happened. Saphir's actions make sense only if it's true that he feels the absence of His Majesty as well...not that he would ever admit that.

Regrdless, she's not much in the mood to talk to him anymore, particularly after that. He won't have to worry about any inadvertent knocking.]

Dist, what-

[It's not for some time later that Dist picks up his journal, spies Winry's response, and sighs.]

My apologies for disturbing you, Winry.

You don't have to apologize.

Were you two close?

[Oh, wrong this to say. Dist almost snarls, his voice taking on a deadly tone. Seems he hadn't calmed down enough.]

Not in the slightest! He was a fool!!

Then if he didn't matter I don't see why you are getting so worked up!

Silence! I never asked for your input on the matter!! And i am not getting "worked up" over anything! Peony was as ignorant as his beastly pets, why would I care at all if he leaves?!

[Oh, Dist, you are so transparent.]

I'd say screaming is just about the same as getting worked up!

I SAID BE QUIET! YOU KNOW NOTHING, YOU STUPID GIRL!!

[And he'll simply slam the journal shut again and try to chill out for a second time. He'll maybe apologize in a few days, if his pride allows.]

[The news has struck Gelda pretty fiercely as well, but this isn't the time for her to be moping about it.]

Saphir, are you all right?

[Oh, thank goodness this was written. He'd never be able to put up a tough front in front of the Professor. Still, his writing comes out quick and scribbly when he does finally reply. He's still a bit upset.]

Yes, Professor. I'm fine.

[The writing is for both their benefit, really. Gelda doesn't entirely trust her voice either.]

It's for the best.

[It takes a long time for Dist to reply. He had just been staring at the words in his journal for a while. He had mixed feelings about Peony leaving, though he was mostly just upset, but...

What if Gelda left? She'd just be walking back to her death. Dist couldn't allow that to happen. He'd do anything and everything to prevent it for as long as possible. But did she even know?]

Professor?

[The long wait had Gelda a little worried. Despite their communication being in writing, it's still possible to tell when someone's upset. Then again, how much else is there to say, at this point?]

Yes?

[It takes another moment or two before Dist decides the best way to overcome this would be with voice, at the very lest. He should confront Gelda face to face, but he was still wary, especially now. But if the question he posed now was answered in a way he feared, then a meeting had to happen. He wasn't so cowardly to ignore the severity of this situation.]

I heard it said that I was here before, some time ago. I...I wanted to know. D-Did that other person--did I say anything? ...In regards to yourself, I-I mean. And Jade as well.

[She's quiet for a moment. There isn't much doubt Dist is referring to her death, and possibly what happened after that. While she was told quite the story from two different points of view, there's always that frightening notion in the back of her head that perhaps something more had been left out.]

I questioned both yourself and Jade about my death, along with how it related to fomicry.

[Well. This is both liberating and distressing to hear. Dist pushes up his glasses, an old habit to hide his face even though it wasn't showing, and debates questioning the matter further. He didn't know how much he or Jade would have told her - they never were the most honest of people - but this was the Professor. If she wanted answers, it was her right to know the truth.]

So...you know? [Every bit of those words comes with a shaky, apologetic tone. It got so out of hand, Professor.]

[She didn't blame Jade or Dist for what'd happened to her house. Jade hadn't meant any harm. His curiosity had simply gotten the better of him, just as she knew it would. As for the replica... If anything, she was disappointed. Disappointed that despite her warnings, her many attempts to stop Jade from playing with powers like that, he'd broken a taboo just for her. Not just Jade, but Dist as well.]

I know.

[She may not have blamed either of them, but they sure blamed themselves. Dist even went so far as blaming Jade for a large portion of what had happened. Her words come with a grain of salt, and Dist rubs his eyes painfully to keep them from watering. This was a horrible way to go about this, and he knew, but he had to take the opportunity, even if it wasn't in person. When he speaks again, Dist's voice cracks.]

Please forgive me, Professor... I-I only wanted--I just...[He puts a hand over his mouth, clenching his teeth together to keep from gasping.]

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